Several espers excelled in stealth walked carefully in the dark labyrinth of the canyon while squinting their eyes at the map in their commlinks. They advanced slowly but surely, making sure they wouldn't get found out by anyone or anything.
"Damn..." the one in the front, the scout, whispered in half-laughter. "We'd really get lost without this map."
"Mister Jock is really something," one of them laughed nervously before shuddering from the memory of the man's half-burnt body. But the terrifying flashback was cut immediately as he spotted a point marked on the map. "There--we should put the marker on that boulder."
They stopped and carefully placed another marker they had been setting up along the way. "Phew..." they used the time to rest for a bit and looked around--although the only thing they could see was black rocks. "But how would everyone cross this place in the future? It'll take considerable time for more than a hundred people moving at the same time."
